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... rds the Mountain Path where 20 men in black had all been killed. The air was filled with the stench of blood.


“Did you leave anyone alive?” Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly.


Zhang Shaochu let out a sigh and said, “We intended to leave one survivor, but he committed suicide by taking poison.”


The power of Zhang Shaochu alone was not enough to kill 20 men in black, who possessed strong cultivation, and 13 of them were killed by Blackie.


Looking at the dead bod ...

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